This may easily be one of the more F'd up pictures
I've ever taken, but I don't care. I like it.
What started out to be an image of four cyclists,
possibly delivery men for a couple
of the nearby restaurants, became a layered
image showing the intersection
of three separate stories, not one.
From the inside, there's me reflected in
the Starbucks' window, the tan and green plaid
of my jacket showing faintly at the corner.
Then there's the shopper passing through
the scene, a shallow blur of anonymity,
while the four men chat among themselves
near the bicycle stand.